Chapter 1918 (1/2)

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Ning Xuemo looks at the two people below, she is a little confused.

Antique bookshelves, antique desks, a ceramic vase on the desk, in which a magnolia is opening.

Xiaoxuemo sat at the table, frowning tightly, holding a pen in his hand, and writing there.

And God Jiuli is sitting next to him playing chess with himself.

Time is quiet, this picture gives a very warm feeling.

”I'm so tired, I won't write!” Xiaoxuemo dropped his pen and shook his wrist: ”my arms are sore, and I'm tired of fighting.”

”God Jiuli did not lift his head:” enough to write 20

Xiaoxuemo looked at the paper beside him and counted it. His pretty brow wrinkled: ”twenty are too many! This seat is still small, there is no need to write so much. This seat has actually improved a lot. ”

She picked up a piece of paper that had just been written, ran to shenjiuli and shook it in front of him: ”look, look.”

Ning Xuemo also went down to watch curiously. After watching, she couldn't help rubbing her forehead.

There is not much ink in xiaoxuemo's belly. It's not beautiful.

Shen Jiuli didn't look at it. He pulled her piece of paper and flipped her fingertips. The paper directly turned into butterflies: ”rewrite! Ten more

Xiaoxuemo raised his eyebrows high: ”I don't want to write! I'm the Lord of the devil. Even if I don't write these things, I'll live very well. What should I do to write this? ”

She turns around and wants to run out, but God Jiuli says, ”do you still want to marry me?”

Xiaoxuemo is about to walk out of the house and take back her feet. She obediently replies, ”I want to!”

She seemed to think of something, squatting at the foot of shenjiuli, a small hand pulling his sleeve, she seemed to have some troubles: ”Jiuli, we are also living together, right? How can I not grow tall?”